I am half Dominican and half Argentinian. Not one person within either side of the respective families were married to cousins, so I do not know of which country you speak of sir. Then again, with experience in life, all is possible depending upon the social upbringings one may have had in life, and this is a universal concept. Having a cousin here in the RD within politics is not exactly a badge of consequence within our circles. Everybody has or had a politico in the family at one time or another, even if it was only a cousin, two or three times removed.
Wait half-Domincan Argentinian...it gets better...
I dated a girl in High school (her mother and i worked at Anticoli's Italian restaurant in Dayton, Ohio from 1981-83). One night after going to the "Triumph" concert (Hara Arena, circa 1982), her and i were making out after drinking a bottle of TJ Swan Night Moves, wine. After making out and getting to know each other's saliva taste, we sat around half naked and spoke about our respective families. It was the usual stuff...you know, what its like to grow up half Dominican in both Ohio and Bonao, shop-lifting with my mom for a living, stealing motorcycles, and, oh yeah...getting a full ride to college. Not me, her.
We started sharing secrets. I went first.
I told her all about getting kicked out of school after getting caught urinating out of biology class (we went to the same Catholic high school for one year), about shoplifting full-time for a living, and, oh yeah...about making out with my cousin, Jenny, in Bonao, in 1978.
...And then it was her turn to tell me a secret.
Are ready?
Her father, Dan,--the man i heard a little about, from time to time, from her mother whom i worked with at Anticoli's--was her uncle.
"Wait. What!?" i asked.
"Yep. my father is my uncle...he's my mother's brother."
"Blood brother?"
"Yes."
"Dan is your uncle!?"
"Yep!"
Needless to say, for someone that thought I heard it all, it gave me momentary pause. And then reflection. And then we started laughing...and drank more TJ Swan wine. She was so well-adjusted, so fascinating...and so smart. Like exceptionally smart.
She went onto college on a full-ride scholarship and I lost touch with her. She went to school out of state. I stayed in state. Needless to say, she was one of the smartest kids in class, well adjusted, and wasn't ashamed about her parent's unfortunate situation either. Anyone who she felt comfortable around, she simply stated the facts about her parents.
I loved that about her. I love honesty. Needless to say, she was one confident, smart cookie.